Re: Holding Pens - Samandriel and Mitchell
The small nod made Mitchell beam with pleasure. "No? That's great."
He was pleased that the boy remained standing, could meet his gaze without flinching. He'd seen too many who couldn't before. "So...I suppose I should tell you about myself?" he mused aloud. "My name's Mitchell--well, it's John, but everyone calls me Mitchell. I'm Irish by birth--do you know Irish? Ireland?" He frowned a little, unsure. "I don't suppose you were educated before they ah...." he gestured vaguely at his own throat.